A visit to the barn at Hovander Homestead conjures up images of...
Grandpa Miller. Driving around the county in his horse drawn wagon; selling housewares and such.
Playing hide and seek in brother Allen's barn. Hiding behind old wooden crates and mysterious tools in shadowy corners and nooks.
Filtered rays of light coming through spidery cobwebs on brittle windowpanes.
Building forts and tunnels in haymows...jumping from dizzying heights into piles of hay.
Being all itchy afterward.
And this one reminds me of Jesus. He says:
"Come to me all you who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light. "
And I feel thankful.